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<blockquote>The programmer, like the poet, works only slightly removed from pure thought-stuff. He builds his castles in the air, from air, creating by the exertion of the imagination. Few media of creation are so flexible, so easy to polish and rework, so readily capable of realizing grand conceptual structures. Yet the program construct, unlike the poet's words, is real in the sense that it moves and works, producing visible outputs separate from the construct itself. It prints results, draws pictures, produces sounds, moves arms. The magic of myth and legend has come true in our time. One types the correct incantation on a keyboard, and a display screen comes to life, showing things that never were nor could be.</blockquote> | <blockquote>The programmer, like the poet, works only slightly removed from pure thought-stuff. He builds his castles in the air, from air, creating by the exertion of the imagination. Few media of creation are so flexible, so easy to polish and rework, so readily capable of realizing grand conceptual structures. Yet the program construct, unlike the poet's words, is real in the sense that it moves and works, producing visible outputs separate from the construct itself. It prints results, draws pictures, produces sounds, moves arms. The magic of myth and legend has come true in our time. One types the correct incantation on a keyboard, and a display screen comes to life, showing things that never were nor could be.</blockquote> | ||
brooks was extending a simile made famous decades before by [https://www.math.ualberta.ca/mss/misc/A%20Mathematician%27s%20Apology.pdf g. h. hardy]: | brooks was extending a simile made famous decades before by [https://www.math.ualberta.ca/mss/misc/A%20Mathematician%27s%20Apology.pdf g. h. hardy]: | ||
<blockquote>The mathematician’s patterns, like the painter’s or the poet’s must be beautiful; the ideas like the colours or the words, must fit together in a harmonious way. Beauty is the first test: there is no permanent place in the world for ugly mathematics. A mathematician, on the other hand, has no material to work with but ideas, and so his patterns are likely to last longer.</blockquote> | <blockquote>The mathematician’s patterns, like the painter’s or the poet’s must be beautiful; the ideas like the colours or the words, must fit together in a harmonious way. Beauty is the first test: there is no permanent place in the world for ugly mathematics.</blockquote> | ||
of course, hardy goes on to claim | |||
<blockquote>A mathematician, on the other hand, has no material to work with but ideas, and so his patterns are likely to last longer.</blockquote> | |||
i somehow doubt anyone will be running sharded nosql or even openssh even a hundred years from now, whereas we will still read Eliot, Plath, Pound, and Yeats. with that said, every society will recognize the λ-calculus and its equivalents. call that one a draw. | |||
''unlike'' the poet, though, coding also involves buckets of cash dumped on your head on a daily basis. as [https://genius.com/Lil-jon-act-a-fool-lyrics lil' jon] said: | |||
<blockquote>party like a rock star / fuck like a porn star / i don't give a damn / imma buy the whole bar</blockquote> | <blockquote>party like a rock star / fuck like a porn star / i don't give a damn / imma buy the whole bar</blockquote> | ||
and indeed zero basketball teams are owned by Poets Laureate. so when you half-ass it like this, you're not only being paid phat stacks to spend the day jerking it, an embarrassment to yourself and everyone around you. you're not just being intellectually dishonest in a time when we need our most logical and rational to light the way. no, you're profaning a sacred craft. you were chosen to steward humanity's greatest achievement, the microprocessor, and you took a shit all over it and played with the shit and went up to other people with shit smeared on your grinning simpleton face and shit dribbling from your hand and said, "isn't this a runny, nasty shit i took? i applied all my ingenuity and craft, for which i was paid $3,000 per diem, which i used to bronze my anal leakage". then you wonder how AOC keeps getting elected. | and indeed zero basketball teams are owned by Poets Laureate. so when you half-ass it like this, you're not only being paid phat stacks to spend the day jerking it, an embarrassment to yourself and everyone around you. you're not just being intellectually dishonest in a time when we need our most logical and rational to light the way. no, you're profaning a sacred craft. you were chosen to steward humanity's greatest achievement, the microprocessor, and you took a shit all over it and played with the shit and went up to other people with shit smeared on your grinning simpleton face and shit dribbling from your hand and said, "isn't this a runny, nasty shit i took? i applied all my ingenuity and craft, for which i was paid $3,000 per diem, which i used to bronze my anal leakage". then you wonder how AOC keeps getting elected. | ||